Closing the Site, Saving Content
As Illiterate winds down, we want to give everyone who has submitted to the website an opportunity to pull any content you might have on the site that you would like to save. We will be leaving the website up for now, but there will be no administration of content and access will become more limited. If there are any submissions you have uploaded or added to your favorites, please save images or copy and paste text onto your personal computer to be sure that they are not lost....Read more
Operation Glo: An Experiment.
As a gift sent from one’s subconscious, an epiphany will illuminate what was once in the shade. As I stay here in the miserable cow town called Greeley, I realize what makes it miserable is not just the people here - it is the lack of opportunity for change and realization. Here, the only place that creativity will genuinely flow unsupervised is in a teenager’s room. There are two or three art galleries, most of which will feature your local artist who does either impressionist paintings of landscapes or horses. I do not fully discredit the skill of the painters, but the originality factor is gone. Here, people read and watch their current events and when something happens...Read more
Bloody Morbid Humor at Buntport
Over the past ten years, Buntport Theatre have carved themselves a unique niche in the Denver theatre scene. They remain one of the only true ensemble company in town - with every show written, produced and performed collaboratively by the six actor/writer/director/designer members. New work can be hard to do without having to do it by consensus, and harder still to sell, but these kids pull it off with flair. Add to their accomplishments: One twisted musical contemplation on the destiny of a depressed (magic) rabbit. Jugged Rabbit Stew is a mix of sketch-comedy laughs, morbid sensibility, and a sprinkling of the absurd. Jugged Rabbit Stew has much of what I expect from Bun...Read more
Illiterate 2010 Artist Residency
You've been submitting your work online for awhile now at Illiterate and want to take that next step, joining the ranks of Illiterate in the flesh and getting your artwork in the gallery. Illiterate's Artist Residency program is just that opportunity. Lasting in duration between six months and two years, the residency program is an opportunity for emerging artists to gain exposure to a broader audience and develop their artist endeavors as they work alongside other talented individuals towards a gallery exhibition. In exchange for monthly dues, each artist is guaranteed one exhibit at the gallery during their stay, as well as career development and promotional assistance includin...Read more
The LIDA Project: Mouse in a Jar
Dirt floor. A caged ring. A stack of potatoes. A woman. Chained. And her daughters. Silence. Daga is weighing the relative merits of potato v. sausage as a vehicle for poison. Zosia is skeptical of both. Ma is silent, chained, frying what becomes a mix of burnt cabbage, potatoes and dirt off the floor. Handfulls. Dumped and re-fried. The poison is for Him. The man in boots. Upstairs. In this play, everyone wears boots and I think that means something. But His Boots Mean Extra. This is The LIDA Project's latest experiment, Mouse in a Jar, with Chicago playwright Martyna Majok writing the words and Julie Rada directing. There are a lot of words, t...Read more
Where is Illiterate: Space Update
It's approaching the 24 hour mark before Illiterate's grand unveiling: Where The Wild Things Art. As promised, we've been working away the days like a pack of meth addicted chimps getting the place ready for the HQ's big debut tomorrow — after a series of consecutive gallery "sleepovers" I think our crew supervisor, Sander Lindeke, may actually prefer a plywood box to a real bed. In the last two weeks, we called in the reinforcements for the final stretch and as of today, the sign is up, the place is painted and the walls are flat. just right to house some incredible art! Sander Lindeke and Illiterate artist in residence, Rachel Paton, taking a minute to contemplate all the ...Read more
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Caption Contest 7: Say Goodbye to Vinny
Dear Pieces of Shit, In the last six weeks of running this Caption Contest I've learned some things. Things that would lead a less compassionate man to acts of unspeakable violence against all of you uninspired artists. Thankfully for you, my back gave out the last time I used a pipe iron to express my internal creative angst, and the doctor told me that one more whack could be my last. Now I know none of you have health insurance, but I'm not trying to end up in a box just because you assholes couldn't think outside of yours. So, I've decided instead to paint myself out of this surrealist bullshit you call a community and get back to what Vinny does best: not giving a shit ab...Read more
Where is Illiterate?
Sorry for the lack of posts over the last few days, but there is an excuse, and a pretty exciting one at that... Illiterate has a new home! After five years of working out of various coffee shops, and living rooms Illiterate has a physical address all its own. The place is an 1800 sq ft two story building that will be used as the Illiterate HQ, with artist studios and our very own art gallery. The building was what you might call a 'fixer upper', and for the last month, the Illiterate staff, along with a handful of generous volunteers and family members, have been hard at work renovating to get ready for our big November grand opening. Stay tuned for more news on progress and about our...Read more
Caption Contest 6
Another week has come and gone, and it's business as usual in this world of WTF: Barack Obama won a nobel Peace Peace Prize for opening his eyes one morning, the Yankees moved on to the next round, and you nobodies continue to write captions despite a complete lack of skill or talent. You might call it perserverance. I call it denial. In fact, I had an epiphany this week about you dimwit artards. Completely disgusted after reading another week's worth of your shlock, I got up to grab a beer and start the process of obliterating the mind numbing experience from my memory. But when I walked into the question, I found my son, Little Anthony, slamming his tiny face against the wall over ...Read more
Caption Contest 5
Dostoyevsky got paid per word, so that shrewd rusky wrote sentences the length of paragraphs, paragraphs the length of books and books the length of your indefinite sexual "dryspell" (*it's not a drought if it never rained int the first place). You on the other hand, don't. So keep your captions fucking short, because not only do I not like reading them as it is, I don't want to have to sift through Crime and Punishment to realize it sucks. This week your challenge is Keep It Simple Stupid as you give this big baby some much needed diaper rash. -Vinny V...Read more